Erica was a petite young woman, but I was sure she wore either a C- or D-cup bra. Now there was no apparent evidence of a bra underneath her blouse at...all. Erica's breasts were full and rouned and even without a bra, her breasts were proud and pushed out firmly against her button-up blouse. I felt my cock grow hard in my pants as I realized that Erica had plans for us before we finished the day."I like your blouse, too, Erica," I said, in an attempt to let her know that I now realized what. “I agreed to all of this so he would not find out.” “How will I ever be able to face him?” “He will not want to ever see me again.” Rachel caresses my face, takes a Kleenex, and wipes the tears. “Did I not tell you that I would fix things with him?” “Well last I looked he was staring at the video of you with a mesmerized look on his face and the bulge in his pants was threatening to tear a hole in them.” “He is seeing you as a completely different woman, and I doubt he will ever neglect you. It really upset me, being dominated by this dirty old man in my own office. In some ways it was worse than when all of those old black men had fucked me at Cobb's little backyard restaurant. I had just gone from being in charge to being Larry's sex slave.He made me stand in front of him and hold my tits out for him. He didn't touch me at first. He was having fun just humiliating me. I cupped my breasts and held them for him and then he wanted to see me pinch my nipples and see how far out from. Her eyes opened wide as she sucked in a deep breath. “Fuck me hard, damn it!” She yelled. “Make it hurt you bastard!”I tried to comply with her wishes.“Come on you son of bitch, harder, harder, and harder! Make-it-hurt!”I could feel her start to push, I suppose like women do when they have a baby. I could feel the resistance pushing against my dick as if she was trying to push it out of her pussy. So I shoved my dick all the way in and held my pelvis against her mound as hard as I could,.